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This is the origin of agonies
This cruel birth unto the unknown
A gauntlet of litanies and deformities
A temple of tears and the womb of a crone.

Descending nightmare
Of malformed fiends and memories
There is no comfort
There is no indemnity.

O, sweet cherubim
Split flesh to find your wings
Let not defiled blood and sickened skin
Anchor this saint from soaring.

Breaking the chains...
The umbilical incineration
It's time to go, little one.

Others have come before you
Such anguish can they withstand
Spilling offal and excrement
You walk amongst the damned.

Those abandoned and stillborn
Hoard treasures for the crawl
Here is what you matter most:
A blessing unto us all.

Descending unto the terror
And the painful truth...
Devouring the knowledge
With a monster's tooth.

Return here to the dark
To gaze upon our misery
Be reborn and leave us all behind.

O, sweet cherubim
Today, you die once more.
Your body may break and bend to the world's unholy whims
But in your temple of tears, the light will gleam forevermore.

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